January 24, 2008

I am the proud owner of a bamboo spork which I purchased for around $2. The bspork has become a useful tool around my desk during the lunch hour. Before the bspork I was always either forgetting to bring in the right utensil, using something disposable (not green), or never bringing the utensil item home (note to self...remember to take steak knife out of car glove compartment today.)

On the face of it you would think I would like the Din-ink. What could possibly be wrong with utensil like settings that fit on your ballpoint pen? Well, a few things bother me abut this. First, I sometimes chew on my ink pen. Imagine the disaster that could occur if I forget to take off the fork twines!

Actually, Din-ink isn't a bad idea...but the design competition was entitled "dining in 2015". If dining in 2015 has come down to plastic attachments for writing so I never have to leave my desk humanity has headed in the wrong direction.

Come on now, 2015! shouldn't I be drinking some Tang Gel flavored like wahsabi tuna?

November 27, 2007

When I moved in my apartment had just been refinished and was exceedingly clean and everything seemed in pristine shape. Little had I understood the tricks of the apartment trade, such as simply resurfacing a plastic tub as opposed to replacing the unit.

Well, within about 2 years the resurfacing had started to fail leading to a bathtub that looked like it was in need of constant cleaning. But, the paradox was that more scrubbing simply led to a loss of more resurfacing making it look even less clean.

I had asked for this to be taken care of when I resigned my lease 9 months ago....the Irvine company just got to taking care of it today.

When I came home afterwork today I found about 1/4 of the house under plastic wrap and wreaking of epoxy. The photo to the left is how I found the exterior to the bathroom. One would think that my maintenance friends might have mentioned that I wouldn't be able to access the bathroom or stay in the unit for the next forty-right hours before embarking on the repair!

But, hey..they were nine months late in making the repair anyhow so perhaps I shouldn't really expect that much. So...I couldn't restrain myself and went into the tomb.

Apparently the system employed is to cover everything with plastic and tape it off before blasting the new layer of white epoxy all over the tub which then "cures" over the course of forty-eight hours.

So...the throne room waits to be liberated for two days. Stay tuned...